Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 747

Chapter 747: No wife

"She’s not that easy."

DING!

The side of William’s mouth twisted as his eyes glinted, staring at the elevator door. He glanced at the number above, noticing it was going underground straight to the exclusive parking space.

"Hah," he smirked, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Not that easy?"

Or did Zoren mean there was no wife at all?

Although rumors had it that Old Mrs. Pierson had already met her granddaughter-in-law and was very pleased with her, it could be a bluff. After all, Old Mrs. Pierson could be very cunning. She favored Zoren so much that it wouldn’t be a surprise if she played along with his schemes.

"Director."

Once the other elevator rang, William’s lackey approached him. William glanced at them and smirked.

"That took you a while," said William.

"Director, were you able to ask the CEO if he’s bringing his wife along?" asked one of the executives, William’s cousin, curiously.

"She’s not coming."

"He said that?"

"Not directly, but based on how it was worded, I’m sure she wouldn’t come," William smirked. "Or rather, she wouldn’t come because there’s no wife to begin with."

William’s lackeys looked at each other, their brows knitted together. "Director, are you sure that’s the case?"

"Heh."

"Of course. Otherwise, he probably hired someone — a nobody to marry him," said William with a nonchalant shrug. "I haven’t heard any of the socialites who can join our family say their daughters are married."

Moreover, if Zoren’s wife was from the upper social ladder, they wouldn’t be able to stop themselves from talking about it. Who would hide their relationship with Zoren Pierson? Regardless of the Pierson Family’s internal affairs, being associated with them—let alone being Zoren’s wife—would bring instant fortune to them.

"Oh, what a wonderful morning!"

Just before William could speak, he heard the cocky voice of a man. When he turned, his eyes instantly landed on Dean Pierson. His lackeys lowered their heads slightly, giving way to Dean, who stood on the same level as William.

"When I woke up this morning, I thought something good would happen today," Dean intoned. "Now that you’re the first person I see, I’m sure that’ll be the case."

William chuckled, looking down at Dean. "Dearest nephew, I’m glad you’re as enthusiastic as ever."

"The feeling is mutual, Uncle. Considering you’re not getting any younger, I’m glad you didn’t have to take maintenance." Dean nodded. "I heard people at that age are prone to more... bad things—health. So, I was worried."

"Haha. How touching."

"Very well." Dean smiled from ear to ear, holding William’s gaze and then looking at the executives. "Good morning, I’ll be on my way."

He then set his attention back to William. "Take care on your way, Uncle."

"You too, Dean." William nodded. "I heard that your little friend got into an accident. Well, that little fox is quite offensive, so I’m not surprised that karma is catching up to him."

The smile on Dean’s face faltered slightly. "See you around, Uncle."

"The files you asked for are... outdated." Jonathan maintained a smile. "Zoren Pierson will have his last check-up today, and those records will be confidential until the family event."

"Confidential..." William laughed. "Is he still blind?"

Jonathan chuckled. "Is that the part that is important to you?"

"Is he?"

"That information you received not long ago is true. I confirmed it myself," Jonathan nodded. "Zoren Pierson can’t see well."

"Haha! When is that damn brat going to die?" William hissed. "All these illnesses his sick mind imposes upon himself, yet he keeps clinging to life. What a pathetic person."

Jonathan didn’t indulge him. "Did you find out who his wife is?"

"There’s no wife." William waved dismissively. "Even if there is, I’m sure that person is just someone he picked up somewhere and paid."

"Are you sure?"

William frowned. "You claim to be so influential, yet you can’t find out about that?"

"I never claimed to be influential. All I said is that I have connections." Jonathan shrugged nonchalantly. "However, Anteca is Zoren Pierson’s territory. Putting people to spy on his residence is akin to inviting him to this luncheon. Not to mention, Prime Group is handling his security. Penelope Bennet’s clientele are not average individuals and so are her services."

Jonathan let out a sigh, rubbing his chin mildly. "What a mysterious marriage."

"I told you," William hissed in irritation. "I already looked into it, and there’s no one in the socialite scene who got married five years ago and has a secret husband. It’s either he hired someone to act like his wife or he’s bluffing. Either way, I’m going to expose him tonight."

"What a nice thing to have," Jonathan remarked vaguely, referring to William’s simplistic mindset and how easily the latter dismissed the matter. "Well, whatever you say... then I believe you, Uncle. We’re meeting Grandma today, correct? The DNA test should be done today."